Everybody kept asking how was it on Friday. Yeah it was the best day ever and also the last day ever. I kept telling myself not to shed a tear but I couldn't. And I can't sleep, I can't stop thinking about what happen. I swear to myself again and again never ever to cry again but I still can't. Why? Why when your regreted and you try so hard, be so nice, get hurt so much still he doesn't want you. What the hell do you want me to do so that I can be my your side? I get so jealous when I see couples holding hands and I could see them so attracted to their love one. I don't even dare to go near guys now. Even in a lift with a stranger. After much consideration, I decided to do what I have to do. I got 46 more days to get it done. By then, I won't never feel the same again like now.